Her feet trod as if they apologized that she was even living or breathing at all

Hair running down the side of her face veiled her beauty
Unseen

Then she realized there was a King who knew the very number of them

So she took all she had to give to Him

Naked, she brought nothing but a body clothed with sin and a box of Alabaster

Representing the worth that she wished she had.

Knowing she was unworthy to be called His

Still to Him she humbly did give

To Him all she had, she did give.

‘A Light Shines’

A light shines within you

If at times you’re convinced otherwise

Know that doubt only derives from the devils lies

And the greatest power is the one that is inside

You just have to open your eyes

You’ll see how peaceful life is when you’re free

In perfect love, one finds liberty

In perfect love, there is joy that wipes away every tear

Perfect love is God

And it casts out all fear

Therefore let go…

Of your fears, worries, guilt and pain

Fear misinforms you that’s mountains are beyond able to move

And that if you dare to dream you will be ridiculed

Believing it…is being fooled

There’s no more need for pain

For Jesus the lamb that was slain;

Will wash away your every stain and promised never to bring up your sins again

This Christian race is not one that is easy to run,

keep good pace and remember that with Jesus in the vessel we can smile at the storm

Peace be still… is what He told to the waves and the wind

They obeyed because they acknowledge who He is..

The great creator

Alpha and Omega

Saviour, and my personal Friend

You just have to open your heart

You’ll feel how fulfilling God is, if you let Him in

You’ll be transformed

And that’s when your light begins to shine

Untitled.

We begin with what we know..

and what we know… is nothing

Empty, as a hollow tree

Eventually we are hit with the reality

That we contemplate the most insignificant things and deem them life or death

Simply existing,

Shipwrecked in the now

We wonder how we discovered this foreign, modern land of despair and loneliness

As we boomerang back to where we first began…nothing

The trueness remains

Many have not discerned truth but still you must keep searching..

For you are created as something beautiful and miraculous..

A miracle formed before time exposed it

The radiant pattern coating the butterflies wings,

How great is the One that chose it?

Your intricately designed unique finger prints.. point to Him

He exists

Like the air,

He is invisible

But we know that He’s there because He keeps us alive

Even though we frequently fail to recognise it

Our eyes are far too blinded by city lights

That we forget He is the light of the world

He exists..

All knowing, all seeing, all powerful

You are made in His image

You are purchased by His blood

That despite your nothingness,

You may become.. something

In the beauty of your being,

And in all natural things seen,

God exists

That we may know Him

‘Beautiful mornings’

Beautiful mornings begin like this..
When the sun greets you unexpectedly and the early birds begin to sing just as you’re about to unveil your eyes to the world again
A glimpse into the sky
Instantly, the sunrise becomes your best friend
That turned up at the wrong time, but also the right time..
The warm morning air comforts you,
A reminder of God’s presence and that His spirit is there and everywhere
It’s beautiful mornings just like this,
When I realise how much I still miss you
For the dew on the green grass retells me of how you are still dangerously part of me
Distant day break clouds remind me how fragments of my shattered heart still remain with you
And no matter how hard I seem to try I cease to forget you
It’s as if you flow in my blood like a permanent virus I can’t get rid of you
There’s something about morning…that overcomes me with nostalgia for our times together
For, your free spirited persona caused me to desire you
When we were young;
You know, it’s only now that I realise how… that is all we were.
Love; a common word in my vocabulary, but failed to match up to what was illustrated in the Bible or the dictionary
I failed to comprehend what was real as opposed to imaginary
So, whatever it was…
Beautiful mornings will always be there to remind me,

And allow me to conjure up ideas and theories to justify my attraction you
This morning..
Sitting on a cold hard cabinet staring through the same old laced curtains I used to when we’d speak on the phone
The curtain is consistent
The sky remains the same
But you and I, both changed
We grew up and let go,
As life requires us to
But what you neglect to say goodbye to last night